Chapter 7: Tedious!

There are several things that I hate, obnoxious people was one of those things. What do I hate more?

Paperwork.

Every so often, when my parents are back, I have to do a bucket full of paperwork. Quite frankly, I don't see the point in marriage interviews applications. Not only that but due to my grades, I'm being enrolled in a cram school. Guess what? That involved more paperwork!

Nonetheless, Haru helped me with some of the paperwork for the cram school, and Atobe taught me mathematics.

Do you remember that maths test I told you about? That's the day after we had messed around and did nothing productive, and I had a test.
Yes well- the result wasn't very good.
Well- unless 30 out of 100 is considered good, that is.

"Hikari-chan, there's someone on the phone for you." The maid said, smiling.
I picked up the phone, not really to bothered to who was on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Good evening, Hikari-chan. Ore-sama has a job for you to do."

Atobe then told me what that job was, then hung up without saying goodbye. I then met with a doctor, who told me something about natural healing, then he removed my cast, and left. I didn't sleep that night, not that it's surprising.

Sleep, oh sleep- I missed you so much.
All I thought about that morning was food and sleep- nothing new, really. Mother and father were gone by the time we woke up; at some form of meeting I think. Haru and I, along with the staff, had waffles to celebrate the peaceful morning. There's nothing better than a dapple of Golden Syrup in the morning. Once the maids told us that our parents would be out all day, we were extremely happy. Although, with no time to celebrate, we left for school with big stupid grins plastered on our faces'.

When we arrived at the school, I, like on every other day, felt like a tiny ant in the schools prestigious presence. Atobe leaned against the gate, grinning- like always.

"Good morning, Hikari-chan" He said, as he stopped leaning and walked towards us. "So, shall we?"

The student council room is quite "interesting" being filled with ancient items, worth more than I'd like to think. "A school festival?" Haru inquired.
Atobe nodded, sat rather proudly in his chair. The treasurer for the student council looked slightly scared at us being in the office- I'm not sure why.
"Sounds different." I said, though I really thought that it was- well in one word 'impromptu'. Keeping up a façade of a smile, me and Haru said our goodbyes; that was the end.

Well- we thought it was.

An hour later, after completing my first day of cram school, I went back to go get Haru from the library, and go back home. After some laughing, Haru mentioned leaving his cell phone in the student council room; causing us to bicker about whether or not we should or should not go to it.

Unfortunately, I lost that debate. And so, we went back. If only we had gotten there slightly earlier.

Haru was rushing to get there, whilst I walked at a casual place, embracing the nice weather- the breeze gently against my skin. A sudden BANG and CRASH startled us both, being enough motivation to get me to run there.

Papers, binders and books were laid on the floor, a book shelf collapsed next to the mess. We weren't actually inside the room, so that was all we could manage to see.
"Atobe-sama, I've always admired you, y'know? Every day I would watch from afar, so happy to see you smile." A girl's voice said.

My heart skipped a beat. Haru, on the other hand, looked angry. Extremely angry. It looked as if someone had taken something precious of his and trampled all over it.
Haru slammed the door open, charging inside, not caring about trampling on some fragile ornaments as he did so. I blinked, not saying anything, there was nothing I could say.

Then he turned Atobe's chair.
I gasped, as I walked in. Atobe was tied, bound by tape and rope, his mouth also covered, blood on his forehead.
"Atobe!" I shouted, so scared my legs were going to give in. The girl on his lap smiled, then laughed, and then laughed some more.
"I always watched over him, and then you extinguished all the girls' hearts' dreams. Now he only looks at you! Always the lucky Fujishima Hikari! Money, friends, our prince- what else would you want! You're just using him, and we all hate it!" She shouted, getting up from his lap.

With nothing to say, I just stared, confused.
Why am I always confused? I should've said a smart retort, but no- I had to just stare blankly without saying anything.
So, Haru said something for me, with his head down and fist clenched.

"Are you stupid? Deranged? Hikari-chan hasn't done anything wrong, idiot! You're the ones who were too scared to talk to Atobe-kun, and you're the ones who refused to be friends with Hikari. So what if you admired Atobe from far away. Sorry to rain on your parade, but if you didn't have the guts to talk to him, you have no right to complain."

Haru then began to walk towards the girl, who to this day, I don't remember the name of.
"Stop making your 'beloved' king suffer for your mistakes, dumb bitch!"
The girl looked at him, wide eyed.
"But- but…" She muttered, before looking at me. "She doesn't do anything. She's not pretty, and she's not smart. In fact, she's an idiot! What could Atobe possibly find appealing in- in- her!"

Atobe, then, of all times, laughed. Though it was quiet, and masked by the tape over his mouth, he laughed quite a bit.

A bit too much, actually.

The girl kept walking towards me, looking as if she wanted to strangle me, seeming to ignore the fact Atobe and Haru were also in the room. As she did so, Haru untied Atobe from the desk chair. Actually, she did want to strangle me, she held out her hands, ready to take her 'revenge.'

So, I did the only thing I could think of, which to be fair, wasn't much. I grabbed the nearest a book, a hard-back one that looked ancient, and hit her on the head when she was within reach.
Now that I think about it, I probably shouldn't have hit her, but alas- I can't change that now.

The three of us then ran out, not daring to look back. I heard a few shrieks as we ran down the corridor, Atobe's forehead looking swollen. I'm amazed that a teacher didn't stop us. Then again, I'm also extremely glad; I can't imagine trying to explain it all. Especially since I doubt my legs would've lasted that long.

"Are you okay? How's your head?" I asked, my heart still racing rapidly.
"Ore-sama is fine, Ore-sama will go to the hospital if it'll make you stop asking. It's the seventh time already!" Atobe complained.
You'd think he'd be happy that I was worried.
"Then hurry up and go to the hospital already!"

Atobe then left, leaving me and Haru confused to what and just happened, and how on earth she had gotten Atobe into that chair in the first place. I think she hit him on the head with some object.
To be honest, I never did get the chance to ask.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to ask Atobe about all the things I don't know about that day.

Oh, and I need to try and remember what happened next.
Though- I have no idea how, or if it's possible for me to forget such a thing.